I'm gonna be a braver soul than this,I'm gonna jump at all those many chances that i've missed,I'm gonna live my life beyond all these fears and forms of cowardice that keep leading me on.I'm gonna shine out like a beacon in the night,I'm gonna wrap my fingers around the stars tonight,'cause i'm taking it on, 'cause i'm taking it on...

No I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep running awaySo I'm gonna be stronger, and I'm gonna be better made, and I'm gonna give everything,Just to bring me back again.So I'm gonna be stronger, I'm gonna be understood, and I'm gonna give everythingJust to bring me back again!

'cause I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep hiding, and I can't keep running away.

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I'm gonna be a braver soul than this,I'm gonna jump at all those many chances that i've missed,I'm gonna live my life beyond all these fears and forms of cowardice that keep leading me on.I'm gonna shine out like a beacon in the night,I'm gonna wrap my fingers around the stars tonight,'cause i'm taking it on, 'cause i'm taking it on...

No I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep running awaySo I'm gonna be stronger, and I'm gonna be better made, and I'm gonna give everything,Just to bring me back again.So I'm gonna be stronger, I'm gonna be understood, and I'm gonna give everythingJust to bring me back again!

'cause I can't keep hiding, no I can't keep hiding, and I can't keep running away.

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The rain falls on my windows And the coldness runs through my soul And the rain falls, oh the rain fallsI don't want to be aloneI wish that I could photoshopAll our bad memories Cuz the flashbacks, oh the flashbacksWon't leave me alone

If you come back to meI'll be all that you needBaby come back to meLet me make up for what happened in the past

Baby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meBoy you're one in a millionBaby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meYou're one in a million (One in a million)

Lower East Side of ManhattanShe goes shopping for new clothesAnd she buys this and she buys thatJust leave her aloneI wish that he would listen to her side of the storyIt isn't that bad, it isn't that badAnd she's wiser for it now

I admit I cheatedDon't know why I did itBut I do regret itNothing I can do or say can change the past

Baby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meBoy you're one in a millionBaby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meYou're one in a million (One in a million)

Everything I ever didHeaven knows I'm sorry babeI was too young to seeYou were always there for meAnd my curiosity got the better of meBaby take it easy on me

Anything from A to ZCall me what you wanna babeI open my heart to thee You are my priorityCan't you see you've punished meMore than enough already Baby take it easy on me

Baby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meBoy you're one in a millionBaby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meYou're one in a million (One in a million)

Baby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meBoy you're one in a millionBaby come back to meI'll be everything you needBaby come back to meYou're one in a million (One in a million)

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Verse one-Suffafor my people in the front in the nose bleed sectionThis is for the headsets loving the mix,My people in the front row, covered in spit,Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch,(what)Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch,And we the funk leaders, punks you can’t beat us,We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us,So jump with us, down in the front, if it’s (if it's your flavour),Your flavour, come get drunk with us,(wooooo!)This life turned out nothing likeI had planned, (why not?)By now I should’ve had some land,Some money in my hand, round about fifty grand,But I got nothing (nothin), I write rhymes on the bus,I keep suffering (sufferin); fuck the lines of the dust,You keep sniffing, that shit is for the Punk Hoes (wooaah!,This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row.

Chorus

You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,I fell in love with the people in the front row,(ho how) x2

Verse Two - SuffaI got hip-hop taste buds,I wanna hear that bass when I make love,I wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up,Want rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch!I like my whisky, straight, no chaser,Went through fifty breaks, no flavour,Till I found this one, and made the,Bass hook with the drum, my saviour,This is the comeback, tongue that’s sharp like a thumbtack,It’s so tight James is saying, give my funk back,One track, eight track, a-dat, residualNoise, band funk that we claim with the digital,Toys, I’m the Apache, you’re failing to match me,Throw your hands in the air like you’re hailing a taxi,And move to the funk flow, you stepping? Are you drunk bro?This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row.

Chorusx2

Verse Three - SuffaPeople don’t complain if Suffa’s in here,And you’re in the front row, all covered in beer,And club owners don’t say ‘the place is wrecked it’s your fault’,(uh huh)If the roof is on fire it’s an electrical fault,Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it liveLike Friday night footy, in my hoody yakkin' hard I,Gets live on the breaks son, like pace one,Lads, if you’re heading to the bar grab your mates one,Ladies come chill, come rock with me honey,I got like half a mill in monopoly money,There’s no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand,We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand,And take a plane to Japan, and drink sake with mafia,Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Gadafi aDinner date, followed by a funk show (uhh),We’ll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row.

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Put me here, and I'm all yours, It's not for the moneyand it's not for the applause, noOh no no nooo (Its for the Nosebleed Section)

Chorus(till fade)

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